Wife's Tuesday Confession

This is a short "quickie" story about a vixen hotwife and her stag husband that enjoys hearing about her adventures (if he doesn't get to watch). While I understand there are plenty of critics of this lifestyle, please understand that you waste everyone's time by reading every word and then voting it down or leaving ugly comments. Go do something more productive with your day if that's you. If you ENJOY such stories... read on and feel free to vote or leave a comment.

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PRELUDE:

We've been married 20 years; she's is shared but not often (her choice). She knows she has my permission to fuck whomever she wants as long as she tells me. This past Tuesday when she got home from work (I work from home) she told me she needed a quick shower and then she needed me in the bedroom. I was on board, naked and stroking my length when she came out of the bathroom after her shower. She gave me some great head and then got on to ride me a bit before rolling over and letting me pound her pussy until I came. She was really sloppy wet and relaxed and I even joked about how her pussy felt like she'd already been fucked. She just smiled but didn't say anything. I didn't really think she had been because she got home on time - she hadn't had a chance to get laid between work and home.

WHAT HAPPENED:

So it was a really busy week and we haven't had hardly any time to talk about anything beyond the day to day mundane stuff. Last night, though, when we went to bed, we were both reading. She put down her book and said, "I need to tell you something." I said OK, put down my book and listened.

She said, "You remember on Tuesday when we were playing and you said my pussy felt like I'd already been fucked?" I said I remembered. She said, "Well, it actually had been..." Here's the story as she told it.

Tuesday afternoon, right after lunch, a guy came into the store where she worked. My wife is in her early 40s and she said the guy looked young - maybe in his mid-to-upper-20s - and was really built well. He was about six feet tall, short cropped blond hair, and "rugged" looking (her words). She said he was good looking enough but something else about him just set her off. She couldn't even say what - but when he asked her for help she felt her pussy gush into her panties and her clit erect. She said they chatted while she helped him and he ended up asking her what time she was getting off work. Instead of telling him the truth (4pm), she told him 3pm. He must have been pretty confident because he asked her if she'd like to come to the hotel where he was staying for a drink. Turns out he was a rescue diver for the Navy, temporarily on duty nearby and preferred the hotel over base accommodations. She said, "Sure!" (apparently very enthusiastically) and got his hotel and room number.

She talked to the store's assistant manager and arranged things so she could leave early. She told me that by 3:10 she was walking into his hotel. By 3:15 she was knocking on his hotel room door. She said that her panties were soaked and her pussy was throbbing. She also told me that it was then she remembered she was supposed to text me BEFORE she played, if she was going to but as she reached for her phone, he opened the door... wearing just a pair of swim shorts.

He handed her a drink as she walked into his room and he started to make some small talk. She said she downed the drink hard and fast and shut him up by giving him a passionate kiss. She's not normally anywhere near aggressive, but something about this guy just had her body screaming with desire and she was enjoying letting go to it.

She said that once the contact started, it didn't stop. As they kissed she made it obvious what she wanted by pulling at the waist band of his swim trunks, untying them and pushing them down. His cock, as she described it, was a little longer than mine (I'm about 7" fully erect) but much thicker - she guessed it was almost as thick as her wrist. He was pulling at her pants just as fast and she kicked off her shoes as his hands were pushing her pants and panties down. She was stroking his cock and he was getting hard fast as his fingers found her dripping pussy. They were right at the end of the bed so she put one leg up on the bed to open herself up for him and he wasted no time putting a couple fingers into her, first one, then two and then three when he felt how wet and open she was.

She said she had to get a better look at and taste of his cock so she broke the kiss to drop to her knees, taking his cock in one hand, his balls in the other and she started going to town. She said he licked, sucked and nibbled on his length, getting as much as she could into her mouth and stroking what she couldn't. She said she stroked his length while sucking his balls and loved hearing him moan. Her pussy gushed again at that, she said, and she had to have him inside her.

Standing up, she laid down on the bed and spread her legs wide, the invitation obvious. She was still wearing her shirt and bra and told him to go easy at first because he was so big. He smiled, rolled on a condom and didn't say a word as he knelt between her spread thighs, grasped his manhood to line it up, rubbed it up and down in her wetness some to get the head slick and then started pushing into her. She said he was so thick that the stretch was uncomfortable in her pussy at first, but after a couple of strokes and about half his length it was all good.

She said it took just a few minutes of him fucking her before she came and once she had she told him, "Come on... fuck me hard and fast. Use that pussy." He complied. He took her missionary, doggy style and she rode him some. She never took off her shirt or bra. He told her he was getting close as she was on top of him, grinding back and forth so she switched to up and down movements and rode him tip to balls as hard and fast as she could manage. When she felt his cock swell and saw the look on his face that let her know he was getting ready to blast, she sat down on him as hard as she could, taking his cock as deep as it could reach and just barely moved as he shot his load. Even with the condom she said she could feel his cock spasming and the heat of his cum through the latex.

She told me I'd have been proud of her because she kept working until she was sure his orgasm was well passed and he was completely drained. Then she leaned forward, kissed him passionately for a moment and said, "Thanks!" with a smile. She said that she got up off him, her eyes on the cum-filled condom, his eyes on her well-fucked pussy, and she got dressed and came home. She was so worked up that when she got home, after taking a shower to "freshen up" (which meant getting the condom taste and smell out of her pussy in case I went down on her), she enjoyed having me fuck her as well. When I commented on how wet she was and how relaxed her pussy seemed, she almost told me right then but hesitated because she hadn't texted me and felt bad. As the days went by, she kept trying to make time but life kept getting in the way.

I asked her if she was going to go see him for more sex and she said she would but he left on Thursday and she didn't get a phone number or anything for him.

After her confession we enjoyed another bout of great sex and I told her my only regret was that I didn't get to watch, or see any pictures. I love having a hot wife...